SugarDaddy! Manjiro, who insists you stay for meetings when Bonten members are gathered to discuss their next mission.
SugarDaddy! Manjiro, who demands your attention 24/7, and forbids anyone from even looking your way, unless absolutely necessary. Not even a spare glance in your direction or he won’t be happy. Sanzu learned his lesson once before.
Manjiro, when focused on his work, tosses his wallet that holds his black card to you, without even a glance back. “Treat yourself to something pretty tonight.”
Sugar Daddy! Manjiro, who, once he sees you in your newly bought outfit to please him, motions you over towards him. It wouldn’t even matter if the other members were in the room. He’d sit you right in his lap and hold a firm grip.
SugarDaddy! Manjiro, who just can’t keep his hands to himself. Wandering them all over your body, his lips pecking kisses over your neck, completely disregarding the members who try to get his attention without focusing on you. Not like they can leave without his permission, after all.
Manjiro, who ends up going too far and pulling off your clothes, each little hum and whimper that escapes you becoming music to his ears. It causes the other members to twitch as they forcefully turn away and swallow, hearing Mikey’s belt buckle loosen itself and soon enough, a soft mewl coming from the leader’s new little pet.
Manjiro, who spends the next hour bending you over the table, claiming you without a care in the world as the members are forced to listen to your whimpers and moans of pleasure filling the room.
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A/N : it’s 2:00 am. I don’t usually sleep until 4. I have class in the morning.
anyways lowkey having sugar daddy thoughts so maybe continue w SugarDaddy! tr boys but idk. I hope you enjoyed my first piece since I came back!! Also I hate doing tags bc it’s been so long i don’t remember what my specific tags were 💀
EMMA, HI! <3 I saw you had a box opening and because I haven’t ever requested from you or maybe at least not in a long while, I wanted to try! ^^ I’m quite happy to see it’s for HQ!! too!
Sooo, if it’s alright, May I request some typical night bonding time HCs for Atsumu, Bokuto + Sakusa? :> just little romantic night / 3AM things they’d do with you or smth, I just want some fluff ;-;
you’re free to ignore, and remember to take care ! <3 apologies if this is not within your rules :<
HI SYD! Thanks so much for this request. I was so SOFT while writing these???? They came out so cute I think (albeit a bit long 😅) I really enjoyed writing them though, and I hope you like them!!
Warnings: Post Timeskip Spoilers
Request Info
Things they do with you Late at Night
With Atsumu, your nights are filled with laughter and love. Shifting all over your bed in the most ridiculous positions every few minutes as you guys do everything you can to make the other laugh. Him telling you stupid stories of different fights him and his brother had, funny things that happened during practice, reminding you of that one time you slipped on some ice and landed butt down in a pile of snow in front of a crowd (which earned him a swift kick in the ribs while he was giggling so hard, he couldn’t breathe). You both are sleepy, and a bit loopy, eventually getting to the point where you guys both laugh at nothing and everything all at once; a sight Atsumu loves on you because your laugh is so pure and musical that he could listen to it on repeat forever, and your smile so bright that he can’t help but smile back. Sometimes, you also go into heated debates; passionate ones that could involve any subject—whether it be as dumb as if Pluto is a planet (he doesn’t know), or if it’s as random as whether or not his cooking is better than Osamu’s (it’s kinda not). You guys will argue back and forth with so much that you eventually lose track of the conversation and find yourselves talking about something miles unrelated to the original subject. It isn’t malicious or mean at all—you two only ever ending the conversations with goofy smiles and silly name calling. You also sometimes tease each other, making Atsumu whine and take his revenge by tickling you in your most sensitive places. And at the end of the night, when you two are tired enough that your conversations have started to slow, Atsumu will pull you tightly against his chest, legs tangled into yours as he presses 100 lazy kisses on your cheek and neck while he reminds you just how much he loves you.
Late nights with Bokuto are never quiet or dull. Him sitting upright on the bed while you lay on your side, sharing some snacks as you admire the way he wildly waves his hands around while he tells the story of his day. You two share everything; be it as mundane as what you guys ate for your lunches that day, or as in depth as drama at work. Whenever one of you speaks, the other has your full and undivided attention. You could watch Bokuto talk about his work for hours; the way his golden eyes light up as bright as the sun when he goes into complete detail about how each moment of practice went, and how he’s so excited for the upcoming game with so much joy it’s contagious. When you speak, sharing literally anything you want to with him, he is quiet and observant. Nothing you say escapes him, and he will hang on every word as if it were pure gold—staring adoringly at you as you talk and always giving you the cutest reactions to whatever dramatic story you’re telling. When your guy’s conversation begins to dwindle, and the night becomes calmer as you both get sleepier, you guys resort to cuddling together. Bokuto will lay on your stomach, head nestled comfortably into you as he occasionally presses his lips onto whatever exposed skin he can find. He’ll hum and coo as you rake your fingers through his hair, softly praising him and telling him how proud of him you are, so much so that a blush forms on his cheeks, and a wobbly smile on his lips. As you both drift off into sleep, he’ll pull you onto his chest and wrap his hands around your waist as he whispers one last good night; your head laying on his chest while you both are lulled by the sounds of each other’s soft snores
A night together with Sakusa is very calm and quiet; full of intimacy and words that don’t often need to be spoken. Most of the night is spent cuddling together; your bodies intertwined loosely together as you inhale the fresh scent of his fancy soaps, and he admires the closeness you two can share—almost feeling like the rhythm of your guys’ heartbeats move as one. Sometimes you guys will talk; a reminding each other of an upcoming appointment or event, talking about things you need from the grocery store, working out plans for your next date, or even talking about what the future holds for you both. The conversations are simple and short, but they’re more than enough for him, who often just enjoys the quiet and company with you. The more you can get him to talk about everyday things, he’ll find himself opening up more; Sakusa suddenly noticing he’s ranting a bit about things Atsumu had done to annoy him that day While he talks, you can coax him into doing a bit of your nightly skincare routine with you; pushing his inky black curls back with a headband, nodding along to his words as you cleanse, moisturize, and treat his skin. Ending in a face mask, and a little hand massage with some lotion you warmed between your palms—him doing the same to you soon after because he refuses to be the only one pampered tonight. As you both wait for your masks to dry, you try to make him laugh; sometimes sharing a stupid little joke or pun that’ll make him groan in disgust at first, smiling and telling you how dumb that was while he waits for you to give him another one. After you guys are done, finally sleepy, he’ll hold you close, you pressing a kiss in between his moles, and him on your hands as he tells you his last ‘I love you’ for the night.
Authors note: I finished writing this a week ago and was hesitant to post it just because I was too shy to do it at first but now it is currently 12:27am and I have work in 7 hours why not. I hope you all enjoy this little story of my FAVORITE character on One Piece Marco. Words can’t describe him they honestly can’t I love him <3 Thank you Syd for letting me participate in this event :) oh god this will be my first published work I ever did. This had brought my confidence up just a bit more. And I think I would be able to start posting more of my work that I have only my laptop and possibly taking some request from people. also this is my first time posting on my laptop I’m hoping I did this right! Sorry for the rambling - Valval
Word count: 1,408
Title: Red string of fate SWF
You kept having this reoccurring dream of a silhouette figure that was blurred out the only thing you were able to see was the red string tied on their left ring finger. On the other end of the string it was wrapped around your left ring finger. The closer you stepped to one another trying to see the persons face you would wake up...Waking up your half lidded eyes looking up at the ceiling letting out a restless sigh. Raising up your left hand up you could see the red string from time to time. The witch on the island told me the red string represents a soulmate connection. The reason the dreams are happening more often is because they are close. Her words echoed in the back of my head often “your destined to be with this person your souls are connected”
Finally, deciding to get out of bed and getting ready for the day. You felt yourself more anxious/ nervous . What if I’m not what they expected and reject me? Shaking your head getting rid of all the negativity out of my mind. I’m just going to let it happen ands where it goes. Entering the plaza seemed pretty busy for a Friday morning. You entered the shop of the elder witch. “Morning Eloise.” Smiling at her. She was bit older I would come help her run the shop and pick up items she needed to be stocked on.
“Morning my dear. I’m glad you're here.” She gotten up from her chair. “I’m actually going to need you to pick up some items for me today.” Handing me a list.
“I picked up sage and mugwort a few days ago you ran out already?” You asked her seeing both of them on the list.
“Oh yes I used it all. If you’re could go now it would be best.” She smiled pushing you out the door. Looking at the list once again memorizing the list. You made it to her herb shop there were only a few people on the store. Grabbing the the items on the list and the last thing was the mugwort. Seeing the jar of the dry herbs on the highest shelf. Trying to reach it you even were standing on your tippy toes you still couldn’t reach it. A hand reach out for it bringing it down to me.
“Saw ya struggling to get it down. Here ya go yoi.” The guy said. You turned facing the man wanting to thank him when you stopped for a moment. The tall blonde with a lazy smile looked at me. Why is my heart beating rapidly just looking at him. Feeling a bit embarrassed for looking at him too long and not saying anything you finally manage to get some words out.
“Thank you.” You said as you went grab the jar from his hand you seen a red string tied on his left ring finger following the the red string the other end was tied to yours. It’s him he standing in front of me. What do I do. Mentally freaking out making your cheeks burn. He looked at you curiously.
“You okay? You don’t look too well.” He said a bit concerned.
“No I’m fine just a bit stuffy in here I should get going.” You quickly said as you grabbed the jar. Now he’s going to think I’m weird. Oh god first impression fail. Walking to the counter paying for items. You walked out the store. Through the window your eyes met with his he gave you a smile. Your cheeks still burning red you walked back to the Eloise shop. Why did I just walk away? Now regretting the decision that you left the herb shop. The red string on your finger didn’t disappear it was still showing. Eloise must have known he was coming and seen where he was going to be at. You made it back to the shop.
“oh you're back so soon?” Eloise said placing some Palo santos on the counter.
“Did you send me there because you knew he was going to be there.” Asking her placing the items down on the counter one hand on your hip.
“Did you get his name?” She said taking the items and placing them on the back counter walking back one hand on her hip the other resting on the counter. “ was he cute?”
Running your fingers through your hair “I didn’t get his name.... I was too busy staring at him like a creep... I couldn’t help it though he was really cute.. Once I stopped staring of him then trying to say something I saw the string i got completely nervous I left quickly.... And now the red string won’t disappear.” Looking at your hands and the red string. Eloise let out a little sigh.
“______ my dear this is your opportunity...don’t let it get away. I let mines get away from me years ago and I regret not following her it has been over 10 years and I still haven’t forgotten her.” She walked to me cupping my cheeks. “Don’t make my mistake. You deserve to be happy in this life time.”
She was right...all the relationships you had didn’t last a lot of heart breaks over the years. It lowered your self esteem you put so much effort in every relationship to try to make it work but they didn’t last. I do deserve to be happy I’m not going to ruin this. “I hope I’m not too late..” You said grabbing your bag getting ready to walk back to the shop. Praying and hoping he was a slow shopper and didn’t leave.
The door opened you seen the tall blonde a hand in his pocket. “Hey you kinda left in a rush. I wanted to see if you were really okay yoi.” He said walking a bit closer.
Eloise seen before her the red string that connected you both. She slowly walked to the back of the shop pretending to be busy as she wanted to hear the conversation. Looking at the blonde the pink on your cheeks arose once again. “How did you find me?”
He smiled as he lifted his left hand the red string that you were both connected too. “I followed the red string of fate. The story goes if you see the red string tied to your left ring finger and it’s connected to another person your destined to be with this person your souls are connected.”
“You knew.” The pink hues on your cheeks appeared brighter you could have swore steam was coming out of your ears.
A throat chuckled came from him as he nodded. “As soon as you entered the shop you caught my attention before I noticed the string tied to your finger. I never seen such a beautiful woman before yoi. You looked so focused on your list it was cute.” closing his eyes for a moment a small smile on his lips formed “So this is where you been all my life ______.”
He knew my name already. I don’t recall my name being mentioned at the shop today. “How did you” before you could finish the sentence he responded
“The owner of the herb shop gave me your name. I should have introduce myself sooner but boy your quick. I’m Marco pleasure to meet you yoi.” He reached for my hand. As our hands touched one another you saw little scenes of your future with him. Being held in his arms, Holding his hand, waking up next to him and sharing your first kiss with one another. Both of your hands lingered in one another’s for a moment longer before drawing your hands back. Tucking your hair behind your ear both eyes meeting again. “I know this is a bit bold of a move but would you like to join me for a coffee yoi?” He asked
“Yes I would like that.” The tint of pink dusted your cheeks. “I know a really good place we can go for coffee.” Suggesting to him.
“Well in that case I will follow your lead ______.” His hand reached for yours. You gladly reached for his hand the feeling of his warm soothing hand against mines made my anxious feeling melt away this time. “No needs to be anxious anymore... this is were our journey begins yoi.” He kissed the back of her hand.
stop— you saying you get giddy literally just made me squeal because I get so happy seeing you even just liking one of my posts or interacting with me omggg- 😭🥺
okay but like, cavendish with a chubby!f! S/O who’s a bit too insecure to take his offer to go horseback riding is just precious, because Cav would just be so assuring that the horse won’t be hurt and that she’ll just weight a feather and it’ll be super adorable and omg <33
or, like him or Izo having a s/o who wants to try on their clothes ( Izo’s kimono or cavendish’s jacket ) but is hesitant because they don’t want to ruin it by accidentally ripping it when they try it on 🥺💕 so they just drape it over their shoulders, buy the exact same thing but in their size or purposely buys sizes bigger so they’re able to wear it-
MY HEART MELTS AT THE THOUGHTTT-
also some smoker for you :33
smoker would probably see you being insecure and distract you by lifting you up bridal style with ease, and all of his smoke as he flies up with his devil fruit and goes up in the sky is like you’re on clouds :o god that is so cute to me. 🤍
PLZ SYD UR HAND 🥺🤲🏻💍
I honestly have not thought about Cavendish much but NOW all I can think about is him behind his chubby s/o on his horse, enjoying a sunny ride together. and his arms are around her tummy, squeezing her to comfort her and bc she’s so softttt she giggles and swats at his hands when he starts pinching bc he seriously can’t help himself 🥺 rests his chin on her shoulder (no matter if he’s too tall) and kisses her soft cheeks!!!!
OMG the reassurances by just…draping their clothes around her anyway?? bc they’re so big it’s gonna be loose on her no matter what! gushing over how cute she looks and how she pulls it off better so she can keep it or at least wear it whenever she wants PLZ 😭 or buying her one in a size she feels comfortable wearing yesssss!
Cookie!!! I hope I made it!! Congrats on 800, hun! :DD
im asking from a new fandom and because I literally just started it and have yet to see anything about him, would it be okay to ask for Yuno [ Black Clover ] and prompt number 3? Fem! Reader is the royal! :>>
( sorry if I sound mean or rushed!! It’s 6 am and I’m tired ;-; but feel free to ignore but thanks so much in advance though! :)) )
Thanks for coming back with those extra characters Syd! Buuuttt I haven't written much for Yuno yet, so let's go!
Female reader, warnings: mentions of gore and blood, nothing explicit
Why?
Before, you liked to sneak into the kitchen to chat with the maids, maybe have them sneak you some extra snacks, but mostly to have a simple chat with them, to get to know them. You'd ask the stable boy to take a horse for a ride and to sit behind him, just so you could feel the wind in your hair for a bit. You liked to sneak into archery practice and ask some of the archers to teach you how to shoot a bow. Your parents didn't know about any of these actions, you never told them because you were sure they'd misunderstand you.
But then the threat came, a threat you assassinate you in particular. You had no idea who sent it, or why they had it out for you specifically, but a guard was assigned to you at all times. He was filled in on your regular schedule and which places you were and weren't allowed to go. You couldn't blame him for stopping you every time you wanted to do something else, he was ordered to follow those instructions by your father, but you hated everything about it. You couldn't do any of the things you enjoyed doing anymore, you were getting a little cranky because you couldn't get the snacks you always enjoyed and the worst part was that this guard was way too serious. Never once had you seen him crack a smile.
Why did someone have to come and threaten you? This ruined everything.
More than once, you had tried to reason with your parents that this was unreasonable. There were enough guards in the castle and most of all, wasn't it improper for a young lady to have a man with her at all times? Having him stand outside of the toilet or the bath at all times made you uneasy, even though he never said anything. But time and time again, your father assured you it was for your own good, and that you'd only have to deal with it until the culprit was caught.
It did NOT make things any better for you, and you avoided talking to the black-haired knight at your side at all cost. Your father had introduced him as Yuno, a young but very promising knight. At first you were a little taken aback by how handsome the man was, but that infatuation was short lived. He was blunt, unmannered, serious and just downright boring. He would stop you from doing so many things, saying they were dangerous or even that they were unladylike. He barely had the manners to address you properly, what did he know about being ladylike?
It didn't take long before you were in a constant bad mood and realising that put you in an even worse mood. You decided that enough was enough, and you went for a walk in the garden to try to clear your head. Of course, Yuno followed wordlessly behind you. You weren't sure if him being so silent made it better or worse. He didn't bother you by talking, but him not talking also made it a little uncomfortable, as if he was stalking you. With a sigh, you sat down at a table in the rose garden. It was almost teatime, and maybe some tea while taking in the sweet scent of the roses would improve your mood. Yuno silently moved behind you, so he wasn't in the way of your view.
Not too long after, a servant came to bring you tea. You had never seen this maid before, but you figured that she must've been new. You hadn't been in the kitchen for a while, after all. The servant approached the table quietly and bent down to set down the tea.
The next few seconds all happened so fast, you barely had any idea what was going on. One second the servant dropped the tea in favour of revealing a knife she had hidden in her hand, and you saw the knife coming straight for your throat. The next moment there was a hand on your arm, pulling you off the chair, and there was a slicing sound as you heard the maid scream, which was soon followed by the shrill sound of metal hitting the ground, as well as the dull thud of something else.
“Don't look.” Yuno said.
You didn't. Your imagination had already filled in the blanks of what just happened, and you did not want to see your imagination confirmed. The screams of the maid did not help at all and you pushed your hands to your ears, wishing desperately to not hear her anymore.
Other guards arrived soon and took the maid away, but you stayed on the ground where you were, looking away from the table, hands still firmly pressed to your ears, eyes shut firmly. Two hands gently took hold of yours and tried to guide them away from your ears. Your eyes snapped open to see it was Yuno. Somewhat hesitantly, you let him lower your hands.
“It's alright. It's over now. I'm sorry for pulling you to the ground. Are you hurt?”
“No, I'm not...”
“That's good. I'm sorry, that must've been scary.”
You were unsure of how to react. This was probably the most you've heard him talk so far, and his voice was much gentler than how he normally spoke. It comforted you a little. Your shock only grew as he put his hand on your head and gently started stroking it.
“It's over now, the danger is gone.”
The gesture was highly inappropriate, a mere knight comforting the princess like a child, but somehow, it helped you relax a little, and you felt the tension leave your body. The adrenaline wore off and the tears started flowing. You quickly covered your face with your hands, not wanting him to see.
Yuno simply stayed with you as you cried, continuing to gently stroke your head, hoping to see your smile again soon.
Hellooo, 👋🏼 thank you for randomly selecting me, haha. :D May I request an Ace scenario, where he and fem! Reader are just having a chaotic snowball fight and then later, after getting just so tired out, go in for a nice warm bath together and perhaps leads to some nsfw in the end? It’s up to you, to how soft or rough it can be, because either one would be just as interesting. Hopefully this is the right amount of detail— and please take your time! 🥰 thank you so much again!! 🤍🥺☺️
Hello there! 🥰🙈 it sounds like a nice idea! I don't know what's the matter with those snowball fights but it all put you in a naughty mood! 😈😈
I'm on it! 😋
Winter Event #3
Words: 1740
Warning: NSFW content - foreplays - edging
Informations: fem! reader
Warm Up
It’s freezing but you won’t certainly let you guard down! You feel the coldness bites the tip of your fingers, as you begin to gather more snow, cupping and pressing your hands together to create the perfect round shape, soft but strong enough to gently harm your victim. You let loose a profound sigh, focused, as you stand back up and target your enemy. You don’t even have time to properly throw it that you receive a large snowball right on your nose in a loud splash, earning another gasp from you, as you both laugh and growl because you don’t know how to react anymore.
“Hey that’s bullshit!” You hiss as you wipe the melting snow from your features. “You can’t use your power to pulse yourself in the air, Ace! You’re cheating!”
You hear his bright and happy laugh echoing in the valley, as he’s floating a few meters above the ground, watching you with his playful dark eyes, and raising an eyebrow.
“I messaged the Corporation of Snowball Fights, and they haven’t updated the rules regarding the use of devil fruit powers!” He raises his index, giving you a lecture, as you definitely feel the everlasting teasing tone.
You cross your arms impatiently around your chest, steam coming out of your lips.
“Well did you ask the Corporation of Bullshit about your attitude?!”
You definitely see the mischief gleaming in the back of his eyes, as Ace decides to mess around with you a little bit more, rushing on you and throwing you into the soft pile of snow behind you, covering your face with the white powder. You scream and fight back, wiggling your legs and arms as you feel the snow entering your clothes, touching your bare skin as you chirp that it’s enough! What a damn kid, this one! You laugh brightly, but you feel so tired now, and frozen, and you really wish to come inside the ship and get warm before your stupid boyfriend would eventually kill you with all that snow sneaking inside of your supposedly warm coat. You kiss him to ring the truce, your cold lips immediately reacting to the natural warmness of his body; and you feel it increasing slightly, as the snowflakes around your bodies are going back to their liquid form.
“I’m too cold to stay here…” You mumble against his lips, and close your eyes, appreciating the warmth sensation emanating from his body. “I need to warm up.”
He flushes slightly, his dark eyes locked on your features as eventually open your eyelids to see the flames suddenly surrounding his shoulders.
“Not like that!” You protest, even if there’s a big smile plastered on your lips. “Last time you burnt my favorite sweatshirt, I demand to have a bath, anything, but not your dangerous flames on my body!”
He rolls his eyes and helps you get back on your feet flushing you right away against his chest as he devours the crook of your neck.
“Are you really complaining?” He mumbles against your skin, peppering the area with the softest smooshes, as you wonder for a bit if you won’t be the one making the snow melt around you right now. “Last time, I clearly remember that you wanted me to try that thing on you…”
The soft purr of his voice is enough to put you in a second state, a very needy one, but as you definitely believe you shouldn’t stay outside one more second, you eventually find the courage to push on his chest to silently ask him to step back. He kisses the tip of your nose as an answer, and then tugs a strand of your hair behind your ear.
“Fine, let’s go have a bath.” He offers after a moment, squeezing your frozen fingers between his warm hands.
A few minutes later, you’re finally both sharing a bit of intimacy on the ship. A lot of the Whitebeard’s pirates are busy elsewhere, probably looting for their future Christmas gifts, as everyone is preparing the season. Thatch gave enough instructions to bring back wagons of food for the big feast, and for once, both of you have been exempted of duties. You understood it was somehow an early Christmas gift, since you have been quite depraved of any kind of intimacy in the past few weeks. Both hidden in that little warm cocoon, inside the bathroom, you both feel that desperate need to touch the other one. As the water is filling the bathtub, covering the mirrors with a cloud of steam, you’re both standing in the middle of the room. Ace is slowly undressing you, layer after layer, throwing your clothes on the floor as his mouth is attacking every single inch of your body, his skillful fingers traveling everywhere. He squeezes your hips with the gentlest gesture, his mouth nibbling your neck, his hands cupping your breasts when they are eventually free from your bra. Your next kiss is hungry, but terribly slow, enjoying that more than needed reward, tongues dancing together as you unbuckle his pants, and slide them down his thighs, grabbing his underwear in the same motion. He’s erected. You definitely understand that he wants to have more, and you’re clearly not in the mood to deny him. A soft breath escapes your lips as you roll your digits around his shaft, slowly coming up and down, as you can’t miss the shiver coming from his body. After a moment, though, he eventually put a hand over your wrist, kissing your cheek tenderly.
“Jump in the bath first. You’re trembling.” He murmurs, voice so romantic and caring that you remember how tender he can be despite his childish attitude sometimes.
You nod, your nipples so hard that they are almost hurting you, both because of the general cold atmosphere, but also your deep excitement. You carefully enter the warm water, a soft growl rolling in your throat, feeling at ease for sure. Ace doesn’t waste anymore time as well, and quickly joins you, sitting slowly while he takes place behind your back. He knows it’s a bit unfair for you, yet he has always preferred to play a bit with your emotions and your body, and clearly he wants to have the lead once more.
As soon as you’re both comfortable, you see one his hand moving from the edge of the bathtub to disappear under the ills of bubbles and soap, already looking for something to touch. He lingers his fingers on your belly, slowly, so slowly, coming up to eventually cup your right breast, his thumb rolling on your hard nipple, his mouth teasing your earlobe with the tip of his careful tongue. It feels like the water is slightly warming up, perhaps a side effect of his own body, even if Ace is quite less efficient in that kind of area; the water drains a good amount of his energy. However, it doesn’t stop him from wanting to please you, his other hand entering the dance, bolder than the other one. He presses it on your thigh, silently intimating you the order to open your legs a bit more, enough for him to slide his slender fingers up and down, always skimming the most sensitive part of your body, without truly touching it.
“Always messing around…” You sigh, eyes lidded, your head resting against his chest as you tilt it slightly, offering him more space for his mouth to explore your skin. “Whether it’d be a snowball fight or a bath, you’re always so unfair…”
“Am I not a pirate after all?” He hums, and chuckles, his voice vibrating against your ear. His hand is now pressed against your core, his index toying your sensitive lips. “I never play by the book. It’s boring to follow the rules.”
You wish to answer him, but nothing can leave your throat as you feel the sudden pressure of his thumb on your clit, and one of his fingers sliding inside of you. Your arch your back, one of your hands gripping the edge of the bathtub, the other one attacking your own breast to massage it. An invitation Ace doesn’t miss for sure, his own erection twitching behind your back.
“If you really want to play with something…” He whispers, rolling his thumb harder over your swelling clit, guiding your hand on your breast to his erect cock. “You can have fun with that.”
You nod, slowly losing the notion of time and space, eyes closed to feel everything. Fingers wrapped around his shaft, you’re jerking him at the same pace he’s fingering you, sometimes gasping when he suddenly increases his pace, or adds another finger. With his other hand, he plays with your breasts, groping them, massaging them, until he eventually slides his digits up to grip your chin and turn your head to steal a very sloppy kiss. At this point, your lips never go apart, his movements down there becoming even more intense. He doesn’t let you think about anything else but his digits playing with you so actively, as you feel his own excitement growing thanks to your ministrations. He bucks his hips from time to time, when your thumb so cockily gathers the precum oozing from his head. Each time you’re trying to push the game, each time he’s punishing you by edging you a bit more.
“Ace… Ace…” You moan as it becomes unbearable to feel him this way, your clit so swollen that you can burst at any moment. “Please, I want to come so badly…”
“Are you conceding another victory, Name?” He groans, his own cock becoming painful. Fuck he can’t control himself anymore as well. “I guess we can have a draw for once.”
Both of your movements are becoming even more passionate, the water sometimes splashing out of the bathtub, feeling the orgasm coming. Lips sealed one more time, moans swallowed in the other one’s throat, you eventually reach Nirvana, sweat and water dripping down from your faces, both of your chest raising up and down in the same erratic motion. You both slump in the bathtub, completely drained for a few seconds. He eventually chuckles, his voice weaker than before ; truly you’ll have to leave the bath soon before he would collapse.
“I guess that was a good way to warm you up.” He teases, offering you another of his everlasting playing smile.
Portgas D. Ace loves you like the flavor of a strawberry :
Ace's love for you is sweet and pure. Ace is a man who is direct and without artifice. when he falls in love, it is sincerely and deeply. you are a precious person in his eyes, a person at the center of his heart, right next to his adoptive family. you are synonymous with happiness and beautiful days for him.
a day with him is for you like a bite in a summer strawberry. delicious and comforting. filled with happiness and comfort. one moment with him is like a complete resource, as if you no longer need to eat or drink. you reciprocally fill a void that you didn't even know existed before.
Ace never fails to reassure you. whether it is with his presence or his words. his eyes often rest on you, appreciating your awkward and uncertain movements at every moment. he loves and cherishes them.
he does everything he can to make you laugh and feel comfortable. he tries to make every moment of your life happier and purer. he doesn't want to have any regrets and is very invested in your relationship.
each of your honest laughter and sincere smiles makes him vibrate from head to toe and he finds you sparkling. you create so much emotion in his chest that he warms up from the inside.
a soft, warm breeze was quietly breezing across the Moby Dick as you shared a conversation with Marco. the heat made people a little dizzy and the alcohol that some people even drank in the middle of the afternoon didn't help. shortly, your mind wandered and you lost track of the conversation you were having with Marco.
soon, a warm, familiar arm gently wrapped around your waist, gently pulling you against a strong chest. Ace planted a kiss from behind on your cheek before quietly crashing into your conversation with Marco. quickly, the latter leaves you alone, attracted by the bickering of his brothers further away.
you remained turned towards the ocean, still enjoying the breeze that lifts your hair and the noise that the waves make against the hull. Ace's arm around your hip gently rocked you. your boyfriend's other hand lifted up in front of your eyes, showing you its contents.
two red strawberries still wet with water stood proudly in the palm of his hand. they were so perfect that they looked like a forbidden fruit.
“look what i've found for us !”
the pirate's proud tone made you smile.
“you stole them from Thatch”
“yes. no... maybe?”
a laugh escaped from your chest as you turned to your companion, wrapping your arms around his neck. ordinarily, your movements would have been a little awkward finding their way to Ace's neck, but they were used to it now. Ace brought one of the strawberries to his lips and waited there, his eyes smiling towards you.
you understood the silent request before you put your lips on the end of the protruding strawberry. you gently bite into that end while enjoying the flavor. the taste of the citrus fruit poured into your mouth, with a really satisfying freshness. soon, there was not a single piece of strawberry left between your lips and your boyfriend's, who quickly tied them together. his tongue passed over your lips, still tasting the sweet fragrance of the strawberry. his lips were still moving over yours as his arms tightened tenderly around your body.
he gently pulled himself away from you before whispering how beautiful he thought you were on that summer day.
